February, shortest month of the year felt very long, cold, and sad. So many losses in one month.
And such personal ones too.
Today was warm out, so I varnished the last of the trim pieces for the ceiling in Tim's old room--did it on the patio so fumes not in the house, chatted with the kids who were home today, and sewed blankets.
Working on the ones Maria wanted had me poking around down in the room, sifting through fabric. There was enough there already bought and matched, to make these eight blankets.
Watched the updates on the Ukraine horror, and kept on sewing.
And that brings us to the end of tonight.
Love you all, MOM
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